Norman's Theme
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The only thing that most some geniuses have in common
Is that they're all different, and they have
Nothing in common with the conspiracy of the normals
Normal is as normal does
In a white shirt doing as formal does
It's always us
I tell him hush, shut your mouth, whats all the fuss
Should have thought as much
Little man I'm on the ride cause I'm tall enough
Yeah I call your bluff
Fall in love bumping Might Fall In Love
If I said it you should know I meant it
Don't get it you should go and get it
So generic being photogenic
My face goes all reddish like I'm fucking over revving
I'm just your average normal Norman
Bad habit forming, trackies sporting Mormon
That pours gin and disagrees with Joseph
Ever since I smoked that whole cigarette weed and coke spliff
There's no fixing me with chicken fricassee
Tripping cause you can't cure this sickness with a sip of tea
Chilling in debt while you live in regret
Forgive me but I keep forgetting to forgive and forget
There isn't a liberty left for me to take
I leave the cake under pressure and eat the steak raw
On my way out the door no 44 like
I just wave like it's all alright
Alright then
I came to the fork in the road
And had a snack in the splat and that's that
Back to the track
As a matter of fact rappers are wack
I gave you all a chance now I'm snatching it back
Bruce Banner of rap with acid flashbacks
Trying to sag and relax
Still have to react
Nice guys kick your ass and feel bad for your fans
I'm the king but the palace is a trap
Carried the whole of aki on my back like it ain't a thing
I've been the man since a lad
Gin with the pink grapefruit ting
The sound of the kerching is like hearing an angel sing
No prognosis for my sickness, can't find the right illness
Pour my brain out like what kind of mind is this
Twisted, snort a ki of magic, breeze through traffic
Cause havoc, an alien landed on the planet
Clot can have it if they want it, wankers
Stick up bankers for their cabbage, bad mannered
Gasp for breath like an asthmatic
Inhale the candy, shit ain't sweet
My heart skips to a different beat
Listen G, you'll hit legs like a millipede on speed
Guillotine, behead the king and kill the queen
B stands for bubonic, Stacey gave brains, now Sue's on it
Had to tell her it was plutonic
Talking shit, who want it
Who you, do you want it
I move on it quick, blue sonic shit
Walking round with titans and a skinhead
That ain't loud, I get you high off a pinhead
Been smoking weed since I was going gillhead in school
Even if I turn to a pillhead it's cool
I still swagger than your clique
Unlessy, unlessy got them jezzies on my dick
Blowing off steam got a kettle on my wrist
Can't be arsed rolling eating edibles and piff
Drinking medicine we sniff
DMX in Belly get you deaded off the clips
Was a pusher, burn like Usher, hella berry in my spliff
Halle Berry looking bitch
Big Lebowski, really bout it
Living room cloudy, drug deals out the Audi
No we never stop, making liquor stops and Diddy Bop
Bring your bitch to Maui
I guess she died cause she said she can't live without me
Lost my phone but my number's still in county
Yeah the fiends know me
I'm drinking Smartwater, I don't need Ocean
I can smell the scent of chicken and chips
But I move from the spot, I need to see what it is
Be that regal little weasel with the wickedest grip
We need to dip, she needs some Dinnies, know what it is
Cold for the kids, scumbag prone and fully equipped
To spark off your lip I ain't into all the politics bitch
I'm more on get money money, hit honey, strap the splish
Fuck a play bare bunny, I want 20 slides quick
Make sure the barrel's all runny, better spit
Never get my funds girl better duck, better dip
Got a whole clique on some raw shit, leaving corpses
And everybody need a munch so first I'll get some more in
The average 6 foot 18 stone bearded weed male
Sending death threats to enemies via email
Hulking figure in the corner, summer full gillay
With a kilo, team next to the DJ with a kilo
Of all whites lemonade
The DJ's drop bombs but I get your pins with live grenades
The quiet type in riots, remove goods from windows
And ride off into the sunset like western gringos
Reappear in the sequel before the trailer
For the main flick with a side chick for my main chick
Look mum I made it
I fix shit to break it
No war, I'll wage it
Felt the agony of defeat but I couldn't taste it